First things first, i need to get something off my chest, something that has been bothering me for a while now, and i really dont get where this came from or who started it but if i ever found them they would taste the back of my hand.......WHO THE FLIPPERDY FLIP THOUGHT OF JEGGINGS????
I dont know if the the concept of the thing, or the name or all of it but, what the hell are people thinking. SURELY THEY ARE JUST FOR PEOPLE WHO CANT AFFORD A DECENT PAIR OF JEANS???.........fair enough if youve got the figure to wear them...but my eyes have been tormeted by thousands of sights of people who, well shouldnt wear an item of clothing that clings so snuggly to you........
Whats the Point?.....Thats what i want to ask you, Whats the point?.........Whats the Point in Mosquitos? Are they really needed all they do is buzz around your ear biting you at any opportunity, they bring nothing to the game............Whats the Point in Reusable bags? People never use them they throw them away when they get home and get new ones next time......What the Point with Pickled Fish? noones gonna but that shit so stop producing it.....Whats the Point with Justin Beiber? this little scamp is everywhere he needs to be wiped out..baby baby baby whooooaBANG!!!!!.......
Right last but not least i wanna talk about this homeless guy that i saw earlier, now im not going to make fun of the fact hes homeless, cos it might not be his fault (probably is tho). He must have been in his late 20's, scruffy looking with a sign that read 'Need money for food, please help me'. Now by now you will realise that if i see something i might write about then i stop and watch them for a while. Now i stood and watched this guy for about 10 mins, people kept walking by noone gave him a penny, and i started to feel bad, so i was just about to walk over to him to give him what little change i had. However before i could get their i heard a phone ringing, and then as by a miricle this 'Homeless Guy' pulled out his IPhone and answered the call.......Needless to say my money went back into my pocket.........WHAT A CON HE IS......
DID-YOU-HEAR-THE-ONE-ABOUT-THE-FUNNY-PIC-OF-THE-DAY?.........
Sorry for not viewing yesterday. The dog ate my computer. Honest.
ReplyDeleteThere are genuine hard luck stories on the streets, but sadly there are also con-artists. It's difficult to tell them apart except for one thing. Smell. The dirtier they smell, the more likely they are a hard-luck story.
(Love the piccie)